My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
3800 | 2019-05-15 09:47:42 | 92.60 | 96% |
2994 | 2019-04-16 01:22:38 | 82.30 | 95% |
2743 | 2019-04-08 14:43:56 | 82.87 | 95% |
1171 | 2019-03-06 11:46:18 | 45.00 | 96% |